kaitreena stwert

One Perfect Rose - Poem by kaitreena stwert

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A single flower he sent me, since we metall tenderly his messenger he chose; deep-hearted, pure with scented dewstill wetone perfect rose.I knew the language of the flower'my fragile leaves, it saidhis heart enclose'love long has taken for his locketone perfect rose.Why is it no one ever sent me yetone perfect limousine, do you suppose? Ah, no it’s always just my luck to getone perfect rose